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My whole team channelin coke through urban portholes
You livin like meer immortals, your block's foreclosed
We forty deep on in the street,

ain't hard to tell and
It ain't hard to sell
When everyone's the prince this
Shit sells it'self
Work a forty-hour week for a box and a pouch
Round about

Dead Disnee

El-P

Fantastic Damage

2002

to do good for my friends whose lives end
While the queen of radio play painting the carnations red
Fantasia 2000, was a number one flick
The housing

All summer you about to see a player bloom
All my brothers in the trap doing major moves
Its the end of the month and you don’t wanna see danger loom

a maniac never tryna be broke again 

Hated by a few but I'm loved by many men

Music better work or it's back selling both of them 

Put pack on the roads

moment 
blinded by light, or we’ll deem you a prodigal 
the two narratives to life are that 
you’re either the devil or g-d’s only son

40 days without

real
Treated me like brother
Took me in before summer
2016 a year unlike any other
Cause we met, became friends
By the end, you just left
I ain't sad

till this day
Ouu
Ion need friends
I heard money make the world spin
I'm forever spikeblock till the world end
I'm forever die opps they know what it is

There are many ways to make pictures and letters and clouds
There are many ways to tell and show people you love them

Uhhhn...
All by myself eehhh m

Waking up with sweaty palms again
Repulsing with the thought of how this day might gonna' end
Strain of fear, strain of fear
Oh it keeps me coming

Twelve it would seem for that of yesteryears
Bullied by the team the one I use to fear

Lil shorty never packed a 40 to retaliate majority to retire most

lens since i first made friends
who was real and kept it genuine and who was out for ends
It don't take long to spot a status climber to take everything

a homie
Never 99 ima hunnid till the end
If I fired the bitch she got replaced by her friend
900 on these 4's but I rock em like they forces
I had niggas do

a sceptic
Even when acting in front of a congregation
And now I've found a job but not a career
Surrounded by the real world, living in fear
Everyone's

again
Its the group chat wrecker, boy i'm fucking on her friend
Never end
And its back to the music, I'm strapped but you knew this
Mummifying niggas like

will by the end of the day (They will)
Set me up, 'cuz I'm ready to play (I'm playin')
EA sports, it's in the game (Football)
Lady Gaga, I'm far from

Reminisce about good times
Think about all we used to do

Now im all alone
Ride by myself
I don't want friends
I just want bread
Chasing this guap
Dodging

candy, it get you now or later 

Its Nate Summers, yeah my style on top sell block

You know torch keep the tec and a gloc

We get ends, or begin by

I'm a west coast kid (west coast)
I'm a west coast kid (west coast)
Workin' harder than an east coast bitch (west coast)
Being raised by that midwest

lose a dollar you end up losing a friend 
Imma bruise and offend all you noobs who attend 
How you sign a 360 you look stupid again 
40 acres and a mule

bit hits to meet its end

We predate you by 14 years
Gun cocked, got you locked in the red crosshair
Unless you're talking about Kong, I don't care for

the field of cold cases for 40 acres
(Wait a cotton pickin minute)
What I comp can't be pretended
Can't even be replicated
They hate that i made it
Truth is i

always comes with loose ends
Loose friends and tight crowns
A throne is not as nice as the hype sounds
A chick willing to put the knife through yo neck for

to proceeders
Uh
Oh my kingdom for a king
Dyin' need of a leader
Seeing seized by believers
Ah
Follow back with forty thieves
Plagiarize the leaves til they